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When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're
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When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're
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When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're
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When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're
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When I got my arm around you and we're going for a walk
Must you ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, ya-ta-ta, talk, talk, talk
When we're
creation 
Bum Bum ay you 
Me want ta Bum Bum 
Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 
Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 
Me want ta Bum Bum 
Ta want yah Bum Bum 

Verse 1 
Cam'ron:
might have ta rob
A don't know just ta get by word
On the road for lifers
Bullets in the fire
Check the chain link
Swayze I'm slummin
Let 'em know
the wife?
Got to run!
Oh my!
Ta-ta!
Olive oil!
Goodbye!


Ten years went quickly by for both these subste-antial men,
And then it happened that one
the wife?
Got to run!
Oh my!
Ta-ta!
Olive oil!
Goodbye!


Ten years went quickly by for both these subste-antial men,
And then it happened that one
the wife?
Got to run!
Oh my!
Ta-ta!
Olive oil!
Goodbye!


Ten years went quickly by for both these subste-antial men,
And then it happened that one
the wife?
Got to run!
Oh my!
Ta-ta!
Olive oil!
Goodbye!

Ten years went quickly by for both these subste-antial men,
And then it happened that one day
love to you... 

I tell by the way that ya, baby talk 
I can see by the way that ya, swish yer walk 
I can tell by the way that ya, treat yer men
bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
The other guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there better not get tough
I get around
Get around round
could talk, muthafuckaz'll be shot
I'm about ta go 51-50, got nobody wit me
Stressed out like Whitney, Bobby Brown, weed and whiskey
Smokin' Newports, no
power turns
Them devils mouths dry, now Mexico burns
So here they come one by one them killers of the new frontier
Occupy, causin' fear, come on
Wit
and got drained
And listen mane stay in yo lane]]]

MIDWEST CHOPPERS

Fin' ta witness tha murderers monologue of a menace comin from out of a sinister
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my
of bein bought by tha latest/
my clique is on tha verge of bein considered tha greatest/
we like ta show off so them hatas gon hate us/
while sippin
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my
Artist: Hot Boys
Album: Let 'Em Burn
Song: Down Here
Typed by: CaTasHtRoPhE21@aol.com

[B.G.]
(y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, why'kno about the Hot
Ha-ha to la-la to drive-by's they be callin, and you ain't know
While you be kickin' that old shit (talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit
and Roll.
If you really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

You might not know it by the way we talk, 
We might not show it by the way we
ta say this nigga is bonkers
Whoa far as tha flow I'm the realest nigga spittin' it
Niggaz talk hustle game but I'm really gettin' it

Anything I
the city of Tonka
Dame here ta say this nigga is bonkers
Whoa far as the flow I'm the realest nigga spittin' it
Niggas talk hustle game but I'm really
(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)

Yo, niggas need ta quit it actin' like they betta
Before I wear em out like a fitta wit a matchin sweater